Sean Lucas AdmiralLantry@aol.com Mama, Don't Forget to Pray for Me by Diamond Rio Well, hello. ÊIt's good to hear your voice. I hate to call so late, but I didn't have a choice.
I'm calling you from Dallas headed for LA I wish I had more time to talk. ÊThere's so much to say. Chorus: No, I ain't forgot how I was raised, but I'm livin' way too fast. It's a roller coaster ride up and down. My new job is going great. ÊI'm headed for the top. I should be happy, but somehow, I'm not. Sometimes I think the Devil has got me by the sleeve. Oh, oh, mama, don't forget to pray for me. Tell me how is the weather? Ê Have you put the garden out? Are the dogwoods bloomin' out behind the house? No, I'm not sick. ÊThere's nothing wrong. No, don't wake up Dad. Ê I just thought of you and home, and got a little sad. Chorus Oh, oh, mama, don't forget to pray for me.